Chapter 217 He Cooked Breakfast Himself

essed against hers, his body heat like a branding iron, flowing continuously into her back. The scorching masculine scent enveloped her, making her whole body thrum with anticipation, as if something.... Do you want to buy the kind of bubble bath I'm using I can tell you the brand." 。Wén Píngshēng was held in his arms, so nervous that she held her breath and asked anxiously. 。He seemed not to hear...